Jack wanted this. He wanted him, he wanted familiar. He wanted something to bring him back and ground himself and to make him feel like he oculd continue to be himself. But at the same time, he felt nervous. He felt almost worried, and his heart raced faster than usual as she leaned towards him.

She hadn't required that he move, and so he was thankful of that. But still he wanted to be him and not a shell, so he did what he could, and he edged towards her slightly, his eyes blinking closed as he returned the touch.

His hand reached out too, and that touched gently to her arm where she held her hand to his chest. He let the kiss linger a moment and pulled back, head ducked slightly.

And again, like before, he spoke with almost raw honesty.

"Getting there," he whispered and smiled a slightly tight smile. He suspected she'd know what he meant.